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Well, armegeddon is upon us. Last evening I stepped out onto my stoop merely to get some air. It was maybe 8 or 9. A man was facing the wall against 232 First and urinating. It was still light out. He wasn't a homeless person. He was in a trendy beanie, with expensive jeans and shoes and a nice shirt. I angrily told him I didn't appreciate my block being used as a urinal and he told me he was embarrassed...as he continued to urinate.

The issues downtown in terms of quality of life are becoming outrageous. This is a young, affluent man on a Tuesday evening, peeing on the street because he can't be bothered to find a bathroom. This is simply beyond what I think is reasonable to deal with.